I ve got you
by AliaVita
Summary: Unforeseen events leave Walter plagued with guilt and Paige in a vulnerable and hurt position. The moments after will define their future. WAIGE. Possibly one-shot. First story. Inspired by the song "I found" by Amber Run.
1. The night of

When Walter looked across the room he saw her. All of a sudden, she was there. And a rush of emotions overcame him, with a kind of intensity he had barely ever felt before.

This day had been shatteringly hard for him. The moment he saw the woman he loved and whom he had failed to tell this yet, being endangered by a force, whom he had no control over in that moment, made his knees buckle. Now his breathing picked up, he felt his hands turn limb and his eyes slightly widen.

He had been captured in that cabin and all he could do was watch and trust Toby to help out his one and only love that he had failed that day.

Paige looked at him, with dark eyes. Tears brimming on the edge. A cut on her left cheek, blue bruises forming underneath the right eye. It was like someone strapped a rope around his chest and pulled it tight out of nowhere.

Walter was not used to handling these kind of emotions.

He had found love where it wasn´t supposed to be. Right in front of him. And when the first tear found its way down the woman´s cheek, it took him 3 big strides to cross the distance between them, pull her close to him and leave her struggling for air in the first minute – not from pressure but from emotions rushing in.

He knew she was hurting – also physically so he tried to mind her wounds but he just couldn´t let go. He let out a panting breath and some irregular ones after that. His body was overwhelmed. He felt her hands on his back, clinging onto him for dear life and his heart broke into pieces. How could this have happened? How had he failed to foresee today´s events and had not been able to protect her how he had vowed not only to Ralph but to himself he would?

He loosened his grip a little bit and tilted back is upper body, looking down to her face. She kept her eyes down and was avoiding his gaze – almost ashamed of her gashes, knowing what they did to him.

He lifted his hand and carefully cradled her face. He let out a shaky breath and while looking at what had been done to her, he grimaced in agony and Paige saw the most suffering look out of the corner of her eye, she had ever seen on his face.

He lightly, barely touching her skin, ran his thumb over her cut. It was not deep enough to leave a permanent, very visible scar but someone who knew would probably always be able to detect a small bright line when looking at her closely even after everything had healed.

Walter carefully lifted her chin so that she had to look him in the eye. He could see she did everything in that moment to pull herself together and look strong for him. To not cause him more pain than this experience already had.

His other arm, held her as close as he could to himself without causing her distress.

All they did was look at each other and looks said enough in this moment.

Walter lowered his head and brushed her forehead with a kiss. Then her left cheek, careful to not hurt her in the process.

Paiges whole body went on overdrive. Her emotions of vulnerability and emotional pain, of inner discomfort and cold were in a matter of seconds mixed with a rush of warmth and tingles. A toxic cocktail, hard for her to handle. One that barely left her able to think. Her facial features were not able to cover up the storm of emotions taking her over and the pit in her stomach which would probably not vanish in the near future. But she clawed her nails into the back of the man holding her, the only one she had ever felt these kind of emotions for.

As his lips brushed over her brow she tilted back her head, looking Walter in the eye and seeing his sorrow and his inner torment. She closed the distance between their faces carefully and laid her lips on his. Just barely touching and at the same time causing her mind to collapse and her bodies instincts take over. She pulled herself as close as humanly possible to the man she loved and whom she had admitted this to long ago. She started feeling safe the closer he held her and now her lips betrayed any charade she had tried to put up over the last months when things had unraveled in a way that made being together seem impossible.

She noticed him reacting to her lips and they started to move in sync. Hungrily and yet carefully exploring each other in unison. Both their hearts seemed to explode from the sensation.

Her life would never be the same again after this day and this moment, she knew.

And he knew too.

She felt a tear of his landing on her cheek. As he pulled her even closer she subconsciously flinched since her wounds were fresh and the adrenalin and pain killers had worn off. He let her go as if he got burned and she immediately felt the pit in her stomach widen again. So she pulled herself close to him again. He carefully brought his hand up to her head and brushed over her hair and held her head close.

She let out a shaky breath. He opened his mouth to say something but failed at first. On his second try he succeeded. „I don´t know when I have ever in my life felt as scared… as I did today. And never... never in million years... Do I want to feel this way again." She closed her eyes and her thoughts flickered back to the previous events.

How she had looked for Walts face and found it high up behind a glass wall. Displaying the emotions, he had just described to her. She had looked up at him, a certain calmness mixed with resignation overcoming her. She had assembled all her strength, and screamed up to him to look away. She ordered him to look away not knowing what would happen now but knowing it would hurt him to watch. But he had shaken his head and desperately pressed his fingers against the window. He had stopped fighting it only seconds before.

She saw that he screamed but could barely make out what he was saying, her mind had shut down to security mode. He had realised that his screaming would not do any good so all he did was not lose eye contact. He was going to be there for her, whatever was going to happen.

She had already been in bad shape at this point and taken several hits. A strong punch had torn the skin on her face and now, that the beast who had taken her was trying to unbuckle her belt and shoving up her blouse, she knew she would lose this fight if no one would be able to help her. Walter had followed Toby via the comms and out of the corner of his eye but his focus was on never letting go of Paige´s gaze since he knew she was hanging on for him and Ralph.

Her stomach had churned in that moment, a feeling of losing control sickening her so much she felt like she was going to heave.

As she held onto Walter with her eyes, the abuser had secured his grip on her, moving forward with his plan.

In that second, Toby had managed to crawl over the electricity fence that Happy had disabled seconds before. He had jumped down, and tackled the perpetrator.

He knocked him out, still punching him when he had already been out as a light for 10 seconds. Happy had screamed for Toby and asked about Paige since she had no sight on the team members. In that moment the doctor had collected himself again. His eyes found Paige hunched on the dirty floor and in fetal position in an apathetic state. He didn´t say anything, he just kneeled town, turned her face to look at him. He looked pained when his eyes quickly examined her. He got up, ran over and pushed the button that enabled Walter to get out of his prison and down to the station where Toby would be able to bring Paige and reunite with the others. The doctor went back to his friend lying on the floor and quickly stroked her cheek and her face, before putting his arms underneath her legs and her back to carefully pick her up.

He pressed a kiss to her hair while he scrambled to get to the big steel gate, which could only be opened from the inside of the pit. Once this happened he found Water dashing down the stairs and running towards him, taking the woman he loved out of the arms of his friend in an instant. He looked at her, she had her eyes closed with a pained look on her face and he turned on his heel to walk fast towards the EMTs arriving at the street this minute. "I´ve got you Paige." he whispered to her. He laid her on a gurney, not wanting to let her go but knowing he had to, to let the paramedics and Toby tend to her wounds. The usually tough woman had retreated her mind to another place and seemed to be in shock. Toby gave stern instructions while always keeping a hand on his friend currently not being able to communicate which part of her body hurt and which didn´t. Sly was heard breathing via the comms. Cabe and Happy arrived at the scene just seconds after and out of breath.

It was over but it had rarely happened that a case had left them this shaken up. Certain rules had been broken. The usually effective and serious group had been different this time. So much had been on the line for them – not the whole country or world but for one of their own and by that, for all of them.

They rode to the hospital in dead silence. Cape had tried to reassure Walter that everything would be alright with a squeeze of his shoulder.

Now, 12 hours later, Paige had somewhat regained her physical abilities and made her way back to the garage even though she was supposed to still be at the hospital, where Walter had wanted to return to just minutes later.

He assumed she had discharged herself against doctor´s orders. It would be like her to do this. Act contradictory to the caring advice she gave her friends when it came to her own well-being. Ralph had been picked up by Happy and Toby and would stay with them for the next couple of days until the situation had calmed down.

Walter spoke up again "I am not normally good at expressing emotions but I can describe this one easily. I felt as if someone ripped out my intestines, Paige. And I have no idea how to handle this. How to handle my feelings for you but one thing I know is that I cannot be without you anymore."

Paige lifted her head and looked Walter in the eyes and he returned her look with sincerity.

His hand lifted to the back of her head again and he stroked her hair and brushed her cheek carefully. The young woman´s stomach turned into a giant knot and heat rushed through her, creeping up her face. "You don´t have to be." She replied. He looked at her with a desperate look on his face "I love you Paige. With every fiber of my being, with every cell of my body and even that screwed up brain of mine. It took me long enough to realize this and I need to apologize for it. I am sorry." He sounded confident but spoke quietly. She felt his grip on her tightening, as if he was afraid that losing contact with her would take her away from him. "And I will never be able to forgive myself for what I let happen to you. And I don´t even know how you could. But yet you are here and you are not pushing me away. So I am grasping this straw." he continued.

She raised her hand to cup his cheek. "Walter I did not blame you for a split of a second, please know that." She looked at him and wanted to make sure he saw her sincerity in these words. "And you already know that I love you, so I am not going anywhere anymore. I need you." And with that she kissed him again. He grasped her head to pull her close. Tears made their way down Paige´s cheek. The events from the last days and the built up emotions starting to claw its way out of her shell.

Walter broke the kiss and pulled away slightly to take a look at her. She was wearing a loose Shirt, training pants and sneakers. He scanned her again for bruises and bandages, even though he had been at the hospital with her earlier.

He looked at her face again. "How is the pain? Where does it hurt? What can I do?".

She looked down to her feet and very carefully rolled her head and shoulders a little bit.

"I´m okay but I think I will need to lie down soon. I still feel rather…weak."

"If you refuse to go back to the hospital please stay with me tonight. Let me take care of you, how you have taken care of me hundreds of times." Walter said and looked at her pleadingly, trying to get her to look at him. She eventually lifted her head and nodded.

He made a move to carefully pick her up but she retreated and held up her hand. "Please no carrying. I can walk." She said. She had enough pride in her.

He hesitantly let go of Paige and instead supported her by putting one arm around her waist and stabilizing her, while nudging her to walk towards his bed. She slowly complied and when they reached his bed she carefully sat down.

She had her eyes closed and a slightly pained look on her face but he knew she was trying to look as indifferent as possible.

He kneeled down and carefully took off her shoes and she lifted her feet to support him in doing so. He saw some slight bruises on her ankle and her lower legs and his jaw clenched.

Seeing the people he loved hurt had always been the hardest thing for him to handle, it had been the same with Meghan.

Paige opened her eyes and laid her hands on his shoulder. Looking at him tiredly she started stroking his hair on both sides of his head. He closed his eyes briefly and gave into her touch, enjoying it and not getting enough of this feeling he had when he was around her, especially this close. He then reached up to take her hands into his and pressed a delicate kiss on the back of her hands.

Walter then stood up and carefully kept her hand in his as he motioned for her to lie down.

She closed her eyes and complied since her strength started to fade again. She was not in best shape right now. The young woman cautiously laid back while clinging to Walters hand. She opened her eyes and just this one look told the genius with the usually low EQ that she wanted him to lie with her. So he went around the bed, pulled off his jeans and shirt in a swift motion before getting into bed with his love.

He had never imagined this to be the situation where he would first share his bed with Paige.

He sat up and looked worriedly in her direction. "What can I do? Do you need any pain meds or anything else?" she sleepily opened her eyes and shook her head before she carefully scooted a little closer, grabbed his hand tight and leaned her head against his shoulder.

He felt as if his heart contracted when he looked down at her weak form and her bruised face. Usually she was the optimistic, energetic and strong force in their team´s home. But now he could sense her vulnerability and lack of energy. He would do anything to help her recover – mentally and physically. If she wasn´t monitored at the hospital tonight he would not close his eyes for a second.

He pressed a kiss on her forehead and stroked her hair. "I´ve got you, Paige. Go to sleep". She barely noticeably nodded and her breathing deepened and evened out within minutes.


	2. The day after

Walter had turned to his side and was watching Paige take even breaths as the sun rose and came through the garages windows.

He had barely closed his eyes this night. For once not only his mind but his emotions on overdrive and he was asking himself, how normal people were able to deal with all these feelings on a regular basis. They couldn´t be always feeling what he was feeling now, they would all go insane.

One of his hands was clutching the one of the Woman next to him and the other laid still on his abdomen.

Even though he had found Paige was a side-sleeper normally – whenever they were on cases together one would notice – she had slept on her back due to her injuries.

She had subconsciously moaned whenever she had moved too much during the night hours.

At one point he was convinced she was having a nightmare, since she began to pant and a distressed look on her face started to appear. When a tear had rolled down her cheek, he had lifted his hand to wipe it away, cup her cheek and whisper reassuring words in her ear. Not daring to pull her closer, afraid that he would hurt her.

He heard the garage door open and footsteps approaching. Whoever was here was slowly climbing the stairs to his loft space.

He suspected it to be Toby, coming to look after his friend whom he knew discharged herself against medical advice last night.

He slowly lurked around the corner, assessing the situation when he found Walter´s gaze. 197, as he often called him, motioned for him to come in and slowly pulled herself out of Paige´s grasp before quietly moving toward Toby to stand at the other side of the open space to talk without disturbing the woman he cared for and still not having to leave her out of sight.

"Hey" he greeted his friend while approaching him. Toby smiled slightly and just nodded his head "How is she?" he asked. "She should´ve stayed in the hospital but since I knew she would come here so I was sure she would be taken care of. Still couldn´t really relax so I thought I´d come by and see if she needed any medical care." He said while looking at the sleeping figure in his friends bed. "Thank you, Toby. I appreciate it." He sighed and looked back at Paige as well. " She is alright considering the situation I guess. But she is clearly in pain and discomfort but I assume that is to be expected. She came to tell me, she didn´t blame me." He turned his head and looked at the doctor. "But I still do. And I always will. Now my main concern is to help her get better as soon as possible because for a guy with barely any emotions I´m feeling pretty lousy right now." Walter brought the heels of his hands up and pressed them on his eyes, taking a deep breath. He felt Toby´s hand on his shoulder. "I know that nothing I say at this point will stop your feelings of guilt but I still want you to know, that no one other than yourself thinks it´s your fault. I hope you will come to realise that after some time. But I think finally being with Paige will help you cope. So don´t do anything stupid or leave her again." He stared. Walter looked to the ground "Don´t worry, I won´t. I could barely breathe without her at this point which makes logically no sense at all. And I´m having a hard time understanding all this but I am smart to enough to know not to deny it".

Toby nodded and pulled back his hand from Walters shoulder, pleased with the turn of events regarding the relationship between his two friends, even though he squirmed at the thought of what had to happen to reach this point.

"How about you go and see if Paige is waking up because I´d want to give her some meds and a check-up exam. I´ll be waiting downstairs and you just come down and tell me when you guys are ready, alright?". Walter nodded and the doctor descended down the stairs again.

Walter turned around and looked at the sleeping figure in his bed. He slowly walked back and sat at his side of the bed, lifting his hand to stroke Paige´s hair.

He did so for a couple of minutes when he noticed her breathing had become more irregular and less deep. He watched her legs move first, before the motions reached her upper body and finally her eyes flickered as she tried to open them. At first she squinted them shut again, the light bothering her. But on second try she adjusted and was looking at the worried face of the man she loved. He had been so caring ever since she arrived at the garage last night. She barely recognized him and at the same time felt, like he finally revealed his true self to her. She had always seen his emotional potential.

Her hand went up to his and she held it to her cheek before closing her eyes again briefly and enjoying his touch.

"How long have you been up?" she asked. "Not that long" he responded and sparing her from the truth, that he had barely slept at all last night.

"I must have slept quite some time and I still feel completely drained…" She said, while her eyelids flickered open again. "I think this is normal. Your injuries drain your energy and even though you slept, I think it was an uneasy sleep. You seemed to be dreaming quite a bit. Do you remember?" Walter wasn´t sure if she was aware.

"My sleep felt rather turbulent, now that I think of it..." She said. "I don´t remember being awake but I remember that I felt like I was constantly in action. Running or climbing or… Screaming…". It sent a jab to his heart to hear this but he was careful not to show his emotions. "Like fever dreams…" She concluded.

He looked at her a couple more seconds before he leaned down to press a kiss to her hair.

She pressed his hand as he did this, showing him that she enjoyed his touch.

"Toby is here and would like to examine you once you feel up to it." Walter was now leaning down, being closer to Paige´s face. She slowly tried to pull herself up into a seating position. "That´s very nice of him… To be honest I would actually like to try and shower before that though". The woman sighed. "They did their best to clean me up in the hospital but I still feel like I´m covered in a big layer of dirt and sweat". Walter nodded "Of course. Should I call Happy to help you? I don´t think this will be easy to do by yourself." He stroked her cheek. She looked up at him and seemed hesitant. As if she was contemplating his offer. "I don´t think it´s necessary for her to come all the way here and I don´t want Ralph to see me like this more often than necessary… Would you help me?" She looked at him with her eyes wide open. Not knowing what to expect. His heart picked up speed but he didn´t need much time to think about her question. "Of course." He replied, touched by her trust in him. She was relieved he handled her so well. After all they were both adults, they loved and respected each other so it was not really anything to think about much.

She made an attempt to get up and pulled her legs closer before letting them fall from the edge of the bed.

Walter let her go, went around and carefully helped her stand. They slowly moved towards his bathroom. Paige quietly winced when she took a wrong step, barely noticeable but nothing to slip Walter´s attention.

When they reached the bathroom he let go of her side slowly and stood in front of her. "Can you stand by yourself for a second? I´ll turn on the water". She nodded, after all she had made it up the stairs the night before.

He turned his back to her, adjusted the water temperature and got a towel from the shelf.

When he returned to her, she was leaning on the wall of the bathroom and gave him a small smile.

He looked unsure of what to do next. She made the first move "I don´t think I can cross my arms and lift them to get out of my shirt. Would you…?" He nodded and helped her put her arms up before carefully taking the hem of her t-shirt in his hands and slowly lifting it over her head, trying not to hurt her. Her facial features indicated it was uncomfortable for her but bearable.

He let the piece of clothing drop to the floor and his eyes caught her bandage, right underneath her breasts along with a large band aid below, on the left side of her abdomen.

His eyes couldn´t leave this sight and Paige knew exactly what the man in front of her fixated on. "I think those will have to come off as well." She said and started to detach the end of the gauze. He loosened the fist that had formed and came back to reality. There was no time for his personal sentiments so he quickly took over for Paige and unrolled the bandage. The skin beneath had turned a dark purple. He could see her interest in how her injury was looking as she tried to bend slightly forward to inspect herself. He took half a step back to allow her more space. "Little sucker…" She hissed and he was glad she had some humor left even though there was nothing he found remotely joke-worthy about this situation. She stood up straight again so that he could tend to the band aid on her abdomen. He looked at her for permission to rip it off and she quickly nodded before he carefully and swiftly detached it from her skin. She gritted her teeth and he could only imagine it to be rather uncomfortable. Underneath he found neat stitches from the long and deep cut she had sustained when she had run into a metal pole in the warehouse where she had first been kept. Walter didn´t know everything about what had happened there yet.

He threw out the bloody materials and stood up straight again, unsure how to proceed.

Paige looked more vulnerable to him in this moment than ever before and this feeling left a bit pit in his stomach but he concentrated on her face now. She looked concentrated when she lifted her hands to his shoulders.

"I will hold onto you now." She stated and he knew this was his permission to proceed. So he slowly squatted down and carefully laid his hands on her hips. He gripped the soft fabric of her yoga pants and carefully pulled them down. She was alright but had been in no condition to bend over and do so herself. He concentrated on her tibia and felt her strong grasp on his shoulders.

More slightly swollen bruises covered her shin and ankles but when he slowly lifted her feet to help her move out of the fabric of her pants, his view caught the scratches and gashes on her inner thighs. He froze and looked up at her with a shocked and pained face but she was looking the other way. Avoiding his gaze. "He didn´t… He was close but he didn´t succeed…" she stammered. He still felt a punch to his gut and slowly moved to stand up again and looked her in the eyes. "Are you alright?" She looked back at him and nodded with a slight smile. "The pain is really bearable." She replied but he kept looking at her. "No, I mean, are you alright, Paige?". She looked at him with tears brimming in her eyes but then she pulled out all her strength and looked confident "I will be. And right now I feel safe.". She leaned in for a kiss that Walter had longed for ever since she had opened her eyes this morning. He didn't want to overwhelm her though so he had held back. He kissed her back with all the emotions he was feeling, putting one hand on the hip, careful not to hurt her in the process.

He could feel her longing for him.

Paige felt like she could escape reality when she was this close to the man she loved and who loved her back. Despite everything he made her feel secure.

They broke apart. "Let´s do this" she said. While holding her gaze he comfortably and quickly stripped off his clothes and led her towards the running water.

Paige couldn´t help but think that this really was not how she pictured being naked in front of Walter for the first time.

He tended to her injuries with great care and she didn´t flinch when he touched her wounds and not even when he went down to her legs to wash off the remaining dirt from the pit.

It tore him apart to see her beautiful body hurt like this and once some time had passed and they would find a way back to normality he would worship it the way she deserved it and he had wanted to in his dreams for years.

Paige noticed her muscles relax slightly underneath the hot water and she felt comfortable seeking closeness to Walter.

Once her hair was washed and they stepped out from underneath the running water, the young man reached for the towel and cautiously wrapped it around her.

"Uhm.. What about fresh clothes?" he wondered as he scratched his head and looked around. "Downstairs underneath my desk there is my emergency bag for our unexpected Scorpion trips. Everything I need should be in there" She said. "Okay, let´s get you back to bed then before I get it". So he guided her back to where she had slept and she sat down to wait for his return. He dried himself off and threw on a shirt and sweat pants before running downstairs.

Toby looked at Walter expectantly and shifted his view from his laptop "Everything alright? Should I come up?". Walter reached underneath Paige´s desk and found what he was looking for. "Yeah but give me a 5 minute headstart." He said before taking 2 steps at a time while returning to his loft. Paige was still sitting the way he had left her.

"So, Toby will come up any minute. What do you want to wear?" She leaned forward and took a look at her bag, not remembering exactly what she had put in there. "Maybe just some panties and that loose black shirt for now, until Toby is done." Paige replied. He took out simple black panties and her shirt as requested. He slid the former carefully up her legs, underneath the towel and she moved her hips so that they could slide all the way up.

She then straightened her arms forward to put on the shirt Walter was holding for her. As it slipped over her head, Walter carefully pulled off the wet towel and helped her get back into an upright lying position and lifted the blanked over her legs so she wouldn´t get cold.

A few minutes later Toby appeared at the top of the stairs with a bag containing most likely medical equipment, He smiled at Paige who slightly smiled back while trying to push herself up more. "Hey there Doc" She said. And he sat down by her side as Walter moved around the bed again. "Hey there, love" he said and took her hand in his. "How are we holding up today?" he examined her face and looked at the green and purple bruise underneath her eye. "Good so far, I´d say. I mean I´ve been better but it´s all endurable. Most pain comes from the ribs and the gash. My legs are pretty sore and I feel wobbly on my feet but otherwise…" Toby mustered her wet hair. "You had a shower, that´s good!" he proclaimed. "Yeah, Walter helped me." She said and smiled at the man who had been taking care of her. Toby send a smile over to his male friend and then professionally looked back at the woman in front of him. "Alright then how about I take a look at your ribs and everything else?" Paige nodded and laid down some more before pushing up her shirt. Toby turned into doctor-mode and scrutinized her wounds. He slightly applied pressure and Paige hissed but he let go the second after. "Alright young lady, everything seems to be alright. Ribs are still in place, so no risk of puncturing. The stitches are fine. I´ll just tape everything back up and then have a look at your legs." Paige nodded and closed her eyes, waiting for her friends to finish. When he pulled down her shirt again she reopened her eyes and found Walter staring at her. She sent him a reassuring smile and then pulled off the blanked to let Toby look at her legs. He carefully looked at her cuts and bruises but she noticed that he hesitated for a second. He had not seen everything before either so when he finished his eyes went up to hers, asking an unspoken question. "No, I´m alright. I fought hard and long enough before Homeland showed up and he was forced to flee with me" she looked him in the eyes. "Really, Paige? I know shame is the main issue in most cases, leading to lack of reports and proper psychological treatment after sexual abuse. So please be honest." He sent her a pleading look. Walter´s heart rate picked up and he had watched the doctor closely when he was talking to Paige. No he shifted his gaze over to the woman he loved. She looked down to her fingers and she looked scared in this minute but then she regained strength and looked at Walter and then at Toby. "No, I promise. I have this giant whole in my stomach and feel like I´m living in a parallel universe, because he… He came so close. But nothing happened. I got lucky." Toby sighed and Walter turned away not being able to handle her choice of words. "I would not call this lucky but I am relieved you got spared from this. It´s usually a hell road to recovery. But please promise me, you´ll talk to me, ok? There will be things that you will and should talk about with Walter and the team but there will be things, feelings, reactions you might not be able to understand and I will be there to explain them to you. Understood?" He pressed her hand and Paige smiled at him replying with "Yes, doctor Curtis.".

He put his hand on her arm before getting up, pressing a kiss to her hair and then walking down the stairs again. "I will be back later, just so you know" he called on his way out.


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